Sarah Stilinski held onto her brother's legs as he peeked out to face his best friend, Scott McCall. There was a loud scream and then she heard her brother shout as well. Unaware of what was going on, her own panic set in and a scream erupted from her lungs as well. She ended up dropping her brother, but he managed to land on his feet. How he did it, Sarah would never know.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked, trying to catch his breath.

"My dad got a dispatch call, needing every officer they could get to come in and start a search party." Sarah took that opportunity to jump down from the roof, herself.

"They found a body." She added excitedly.

"Like a dead body?" The Stilinskis looked at their friend dumbly.

"No, like a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body." Stiles responded.

"Who was it?" Scott wanted to know

"Nobody knows." Sarah answered. "They only know that it's a girl in her late twenties."

"Hold on, if they have the body, then what are they looking for?"

"That's the best part." Sarah responded with a large smile.

"They only found half." Stiles stated.

"We're going." Sarah finished, taking both boys by the hands and heading into the forest where she knew the police intended their search. Typically, Sarah had no intentions of leading her boys out in the middle of the night where there could be possible danger. But she was incredibly restless and she knew that Stiles would want to see this. And of course, where the Stilinskis went, Scott McCall ended up there as well.

She listened as Stiles and Scott bantered back and forth, but they both ended up shutting up when they saw other flashlights nearby. They all lay on their stomachs and not a sound was uttered. But they would have to get out of the way, so they rushed around the group, Scott having a harder time than the other two due to his asthma.

"Stiles! Sarah!" Scott bellowed. The two Stilinskis turned around and were met with a police dog, who charged at them, knocking both teens to the ground.

"Hold it, these two delinquents belong to me." Sheriff Stilinski called out. Stiles and Sarah stood up and dusted themselves off.

"Daddy, how are you doing?" Sarah spoke first, trying to sound innocent

"So do you two listen in on all of my phone calls?" The sheriff beat around the bush.

"Psh, no!" Sarah pushed out. The sheriff looked at his children suspiciously.

"At least, not the boring ones." Stiles muttered.

"All right, where the last one of your trio?"

"Who, Scott? Scott's home." Stiles lied.

"Really?" The older man didn't believe his son.

"Daddy, do you really think I would let poor, innocent Scott into this?" Sarah looked innocently at her father. "Not when he has school and lacrosse to think about."

"Yeah, it's just us. In the woods. Alone." Stiles finished. Both teens hoped their father would believe them. Eventually he did and he pulled his kids away from the sight and ordered them home.

"Ok, let's see this thing." Sarah demanded the next morning at school. Scott looked around anxiously before pulling up his shirt to reveal gauze taped to what must have been a huge bite. Stiles made to touch it but his friend pulled away defensively.

"I think it might have been a wolf." Scott stated.

"No it wasn't." Stiles said.

"What do you mean?"

"Wolves haven't been in California in like, sixty years." Sarah stated.

"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're not going to believe me when I tell you that I found the body." Stiles gave a slight spasm of excited and Sarah had a broad grin on her face.

"Are you kidding me?" Stiles asked.

"I wish! I'm gonna have nightmares for a month!" Scott whined out, making Sarah laugh wickedly.

"God, that is freaking awesome. I mean, this is the best thing to happen to this town since…since the birth of Lydia Martin." Sarah rolled her eyes at her brothers' attempts to woo the 'queen bee'. "Hey, Lydia, you look…like you're going to ignore me."

"Give it up, bro." Sarah ruffled her brothers' short hair.

"You're the cause of this, you know. I'm now a nerd by association."

"Oh, please. If I weren't around, you guys would really be at the bottom of the social food chain." Sarah stated. She flipped her dark brown hair away from her shoulder and giggled at Stiles' shaking head. As the bell rang, the two boys headed to their sophomore classes while Sarah headed to her college-level English class, letting the day drag on as it usually did, with Sarah completely bored with school. And it ended with Stiles and Scott dragging her to their lacrosse practices, where she cheered on her boys even though the most they did was keep the bench warm. But still, she supported them in their endeavors.

"My whole life has been me sitting on the sidelines. It's time I made first line." Scott commented as Stiles took a seat, Sarah stood beside him and the boy speaking made his way to the field, hoping to impress the coach. Finstock put him in the goal and Sarah watched as he seemed to be having some sort of attack before being hit in the face. It took a moment for Scott to reestablish himself before a series of amazing hits were placed before him and he cleverly blocked every single one, taking everyone by surprise.

"That's not normal." Sarah commented to her brother, who could only nod in astonishment. As Sarah watched one of her closest friends continue to wow everyone in attendance, she couldn't help but think that something was up. How had Scott suddenly become so great at the sport? Scott had even told the coach that he hadn't actually played before. There was no way that this was possible. And yet, here he was, doing the impossible. Despite being dressed in a red flannel, dark jeans, black vans and a jacket, Sarah still found it to be rather chilly. But once she really began to cheer Scott on, she was getting warm, something she definitely wasn't used to. She continued cheering for the rest of the practice. And then they left through the woods to find Scott's inhaler.